We had just rid the city of the plague called Gedrin Lam, and were surprised to see the city ablaze and rioting when we returned! Immediately, I was filled with concern for my neighbors and their families, so I cried “to the bar!”
I deftly navigated us through the twisting roads and back alleys of the city, even stopping to rescue a hapless noble from an angry mob. Goruza may have helped some, but surely it was I who facilitated the opportunity for Goruza’s heroism.
We arrived at the bar to find it just how we left it: barred, and populated only by Norm, Charles, and Club Foot Bertha. The only item missing was a bottle of rum that I had generously offered to Norm in compensation for tending the bar while Goru and I were away.
Once we collected ourselves we set out to secure the neighborhood. For the good of our neighbors and their families, we brought order to the chaos in the streets. We began by befriending what would have otherwise been an unruly band of looters. From there we recruited others and marched our way to the fisheries!
Surely the neighborhood will remember the name Noaz Hardi! Business at the bar will soar as people come to meet the heroic Hardi Boys and celebrate the good we have done for the community!